He guarded the Forgotten River Ferry for three hundred years, ferrying away the souls of the dead and himself.
Until the young man, covered in blood, dragged his broken sword and fell on his ferry. He opened his dark eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Ferry me."
He thought it was just another dead soul seeking salvation, but he didn't know that what he was crossing was not a ghost, but a madman crawling back from hell.
The young man said: "Others are ferrying me across the river, you are ferrying me across, and you are ferrying me home."
Later he realized that this young man's home was never in the world of the underworld, but around him.
Intention: Even if you are trapped in reincarnation and obsession, two-way love can be each other's salvation and destination.